But some days, the thunder echoes louder than your fear. And your music drowns out their existence. And you have a seat. You feel elated.
You realize that if it doesn't work out in the end, you'll leave. You'll find a way to avoid home. A way to avoid the bitterness that tore at your seams. You'll find a way to survive. Because you were born a fighter. You were raised an achiever. But more importantly, you taught yourself to dream.
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